It was normal for his parents to be conducting experiments randomly into the night. It was not normal for his house to shake to the point of setting of their car alarm though. Usually Danny could sleep through all the noise his parents made in the lab. One, because the lab was in the basement, and two, his room was on the second floor. But as the house jumped to a point of nearly knocking him out of his bed, Danny decided to drag his feet out of bed and check on is parents. As he slumped down the stairs groggily he could hear his mom screaming. Great he thought, now what? He was honestly hoping his dad just let another ghost in again. That's probably it: just the box ghost or something. Danny shrugged it off as he reached the bottom of the stairs. What he saw next was completely unexpected. His mom was climbing up from the lab with her husband collapsed on her back. Danny was shocked as he took in the sight.

Jack was leaning, or more laying, on Maddie as she stood at the top of the stairs. his arms were draped over her shoulders. Something didn't feel right and Danny examined his father closer. His mom clung on to his right hand and arm in order to keep him up. Danny was guessing that it was the years of martial arts and adrenalin that allowed her to even move the man, let alone carry him. Then Danny noticed it as his mother lead the way into the family room, Jack's left hazmad glove was missing. Not only that, but it appeared so was the rest of his hand. Red and white medical bandages had been hurriedly rapped from his wrist all the way past his elbow. The area of his orange hazmad suit around his shoulder was burnt and tattered. Jack was now lying down on the couch almost motionless.

Maddie turned around to find her son standing behind her stiff from shock. They had always done experiments from as long as he could remember, but not once had he ever seen either of his parents this badly injured. Well of course his dad had gotten himself injured a few times in the past, but still never this badly. As the ambulance siren in the distance got closer, Maddie tried to get Danny's attention.

"Danny." she tried to start in a calm voice, "its going to be ok. Danny? do your hear me? The ambulance is almost here. He's going to be fine. They'll get here, get him, and take care of everything." Finally Danny came back enough to look into his mom's eyes and acknowledge her by nodding his head. Just then there was a knock at the door and the siren was right outside.

Maddie rushed to the door and flung it open. Automatically leading them back to her husband on the couch. The men came in with a large stretcher and hoisted Jack onto it. In no time they were headed back out the door. Maddie stopped and looked back at her son standing still off to the side. "Danny, you can go back to bed. I'll call you in the morning." She went over to Danny and pulled him into a gentle, motherly, hug. "Remember, it'll be fine." she said more for both of them than just Danny. "Ok" he said with sleep still lingering in his voice. She kissed the top of his head and then rushed out to the ambulance just as they finished up loading. She climbed in and then they were off.

Danny just stood there as the siren got further and further away. It took a few more moments for Danny to digest everything he had just witnessed. Dad actually blew his arm off... Danny didn't know if he should laugh, facepalm, or freak out. Once he got his thoughts organized, he yawned and the sleepy feeling came flooding back. He headed back to bed I'll think about it tomorrow, after I sleep *yaaawwwn* When mom calls. By the end of his train of thought Danny had already gotten to his bedroom and was mindlessly crawling back into bed.

*rling* *rling* *rl-* "Hello?" I answered just as less than half awake as I felt.

"Hey honey, how are you doing?" concern covered the voice and then i noticed it was mom and the memories of last night came rushing back to me. I shot up in bed; now fully waking up.

"I'm OK. Uh, how are you? How's dad?" I tried to steady my voice, but I knew the worry could be heard through it as I quieter towards the end.

"I'm better now, your dad is alright" I could hear the smile threw the phone. I started to smile back, but I could tell she wanted to say something else.

"That's good, did you call Jazz yet?" Jazz was currently away at college taking a summer course for her sophomore year.

"Yes. Uh Danny?" Mom's voice got uncertain, as if there was bad news.

"Yeah?" I got ready for it.

"I'll be staying at the hospital with your dad for a while. He'll be fine, but the blow was pretty bad so he will have to be staying for quite some time."

"OK..." that wasn't so bad.

"and since you can't stay home alone for most of the summer..." ok now where was she going with this? I am 17 already, I can stay home alone! "I called Vlad earlier and he offered for you to stay at his place till I can bring your dad home."

"Oh" I deadpanned "Wait, why do I have to stay at someone's house, much less his?"

"Danny. You are not an adult yet and last time you tried to cook you almost burned the kitchen down." I tried to fight down a blush as I remembered last Mother's Day when I tried to make breakfast... and Father's Day when I tried to make lunch... Grant it she had a point.

"But what about Tucker or Sam, couldn't I stay with one of them?"

"No, you'll rot your brain out at Tucker's or rot your teeth out at Sam's." Yet another valid point. Which is sad cause those were the reasons we usually go over to their houses to hang out: Tucker has video games and Sam has a media room with concessions. "No more arguing Danny. You're going and that is it. Vlad even said he'd pay for the train tickets."

"OK." I finally said dejectedly. "How long do I have to pack my bags?"

"It'll a couple of days still. There's money in the kitchen in the jar on top of the fridge. Go ahead and use that for dinner tonight."

"K. Hey mom, take care."

"You too sweetie, I'll call again later." With that mom hung up and I was left sitting in my room, alone: in the house, empty.

The quietness of my surroundings was eerie. By this time of day usually I could smell mom cooking, probably Fenton-cakes again, which were really just ghost shaped pancakes. I'm just glad they don't put ecto-energy in everything they put Fenton in front of. *shudder* that would not be fun.

Well since I'm up already I might as well get ready to face the day. Let's see: shower, dress, eat, pack, say good bye to my friends and the summer I had hoped to spend. Yep, that seems about it. No wait, I forgot to thank Vlad for ruining my summer. But I guess it might not be all that bed. As long as he doesn't try anything I should be fine. Heck, he even has a larger media room than Sam's. Maybe spending part of this summer at Vlad's won't be so bad after all.

After checking the first three things of my to-do-list off, I started on packing. The problem was that I didn't know what I was packing for. What's the weather like in Wisconsin in the summer? Would I be packing for rain, wind, sun, snow, all of them? And how the heck long was I staying? That doesn't even cover weather or not what type of weapons and protective gear I'll need. I should probably pack the specter-deflector just in case, and the thermos, and a net, and maybe a small portable shield. Yeah, that sounds about right. Ok, one bag down, clothes to go. I guess for now I can pack what I know I'm going to need either way; under wear, socks, toiletries, ect.

*rling**rling**rling* -

"Hey mom, any news?" I had just finished packing all the small stuff I thought I'd need and was about to start figuring out what actual season I would be preparing for.

"Your dad is still stable but he hasn't woken up yet. But the doctors say he'll come around eventually. Oh, and Vlad wants to book a train ticket for tomorrow night. That way you can sleep on the way there and arrive in the morning."

After we talked about the details mom gave me Vlad's phone number and told me to call him later to work out the details.

I really, really, didn't want to call Vlad, at all. But I knew that sooner or later I would have to. Before I called him I looked up the forecast in Wisconsin for the next couple of weeks and finished packing my last bag. That made two bags and a backpack that had my new laptop (Christmas present), and some books (courtesy of Jazz). After I got everything set and ready by the door, I ordered pizza. I guess I could call it a late, late lunch, seeing how it was now after two in the afternoon. While I waited for the delivery guy I decided to finally call Vlad. Oh this should be fun I thought before dialing.

*ring-ring-*

"Vlad Masters speaking"

"Hey Vlad, it Danny"

"Oh young Daniel, how can I help you?"

"Actually my mom told me to call you about the train tickets."

"Ah yes, Maddie had wanted you to take a bus and I offered to pay for a train ticket seeing as how it is a faster and more comfortable way to travel."

"As nice as that sounds, you do realize I can just fly over, right?"

"Yes, but that would be a very long and tiring trip, especially for you."

"I've flown further before, so I think I'll be fine."

"As you wish Daniel. What time shall I expect your arrival?"

"I don't know." I mumbled while running a hand through my hair as I thought about it. "I'll probably have lunch and then leave, so how about some time between four and five o'clock?"

"I'll be busy till about five, so how about some time after that?"

"K, I guess that could work." I shrugged, even though I knew he couldn't see it.

"And please call ahead if you are going to be much later than six. I do have a schedule to keep, Daniel, even in the summer."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll call if anything happens."

"Don't forget to call once you get hear, in order for me to open the door and all that."

"K, I'll call you then. See yea."

"Good bye Daniel"

The pizza showed up not too long after we both hung up. Its weird how there are so few people who like Hawaiian Pizza with bacon added. I mean its two different types of bacon with pineapple. How can you not like it? Since so few people like it I usually only get to eat it when I'm eating by myself. But hey, more pizza for me. I got a large so I'll eat half of it today and the rest tomorrow.

After I ate and put the rest of the pizza in the fridge, I called Tucker and Sam. We decided to all meet at my house and then we'd head to the park from here. Tucker showed up first after about ten minutes. I offered him a pop and then we waited for Sam. It took about seven or so more minutes before she showed up. Of course she declined any soda by lifting up her water bottle, shaking it, and saying "I'm good." After that I grabbed a jacket and we headed out. We talked about a bunch of stuff, but the other two went quiet when I told them about what happened to my dad. I smiled a bit, which confused them.

"I swear. How many times did people tell him he was going to blow his arm off, and now he's done it." I smiled a little again after I voiced my thoughts.

After I explained what happened and what the situation was, I told them about Vlad and that I'd be leaving tomorrow. Needless to say, they weren't happy. But I convinced them there was no getting out of it and that maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

We left the park when the sun was starting to go down. We made it to my house by twilight and we said our goodbyes/ goodnights. I told them it wouldn't be too long before we'd be meeting up again at Nasty Burger. The sun had long past set by the time I changed and slipped into bed. I had to get a goodnight's sleep for the trip tomorrow, so I couldn't stay up too late. Thinking about the trip, I yawned, pulled the blankets up over my shoulder, and fell asleep.

DP DP DP

*thud* "ouch!" the sun was shining through my window and I just rolled off my bed. What a great way to start the day I grumbled in my head. Hopefully this wasn't an omen for the rest of the day, hopefully.

I got up and got ready for the day. I still had to clean up the house some more before I could just leave. And I had to make sure I had everything I needed before I left. I couldn't for get my wallet or keys. After breakfast I finished cleaning my room and worked on the rest of the house. I was finished by lunch, so I sat down with my pizza in front of the T.V. An episode of Mythbusters was on and they were doing another Duct tape special. Discovery aired one episode after another until I looked at my phone and the time read three twenty-eight. Shit, I had to leave now. Vlad was expecting me before six so I was going to leave a little after two. It was a three hour flight so I wasn't going to get there until after six. May be I can book it all the way there… I thought quickly. Getting up I turned off the T.V. and made sure the house was locked up in record time. I checked my wallet, everything was in there, I had my keys, all weapons were a check, and clothes were good. I checked the front door, made sure it was locked. Then I pulled my backpack on and slung the other two bags over my shoulders. Turing ghost, I checked my phone, it read three forty-three. Shit, shit, shit! I was so late. After that I turned intangible and invisible be for shooting out of the house as fast as I could.

As I flew I remembered that I totally forgot to account for the extra weight and drag of my bags. While I was flying I set and alarm on my phone for five thirty. If I wasn't close to his place by then, then I would call him and let him know that I was flying a bit late. But man was this exhausting. The bags weren't so heavy, but they were dragging me down due to the intense wind. When my phone finally went off I was really hoping I was almost done flying, 'cause I was beat. But my phone GPS said I was still about an hour away. So I called Vlad to let him know.

"Vlad Masters speaking."

"Hey Vlad, it's Danny. I'm on my way but it looks like I'll be a bit later than I was planning."

"How much later are we speaking?"

"About half an hour later, so six thirty-ish"

"Alright, thank you for letting me know. I'll be waiting for your call once you get here. I have something to attend to at the moment so I'll have to let you go. Was there anything else you needed to tell me?"

"No, that was it. I guess I'll call you later."

"See you later Daniel."

And with that we both hung up. It was weird, my second conversation with Vlad Masters with neither of us insulting each other. No quips, no come backs, just a regular conversation. May be this will turn out to be a normal visit. Wait, he's a millionaire who lives in a mansion in the middle of a forest. No part of that is normal. Ok. As normal as either of us could get. My family is infamous ghost hunting after all. But we do have one rare similarity: we're both halfas, the only two (known) halfas actually. Half ghost, half human. Not dead, but not fully alive. I wander if that will ever mean anything for us. But in all honesty I really didn't have time to be thing about that right now.

I was absentmindedly flying through the air after what felt like forever. My arms and legs felt like they were going to give up and fall off on me. My whole body ached of strain. Once I found Vlad's mansion I was going to have to go strain to the nearest bed, or sleep-able surface. Then, finally, I saw it; the familiar roof sticking up over the trees. I pulled out my phone and checked the time- six thirty-two- and the GPS. I was so close I could feel my body trying to giving up. (Kind of like how when you have to go to the bath room and the closer you get the worse you have to go.) I hit the green call button on my phone and it redialed Vlad's number.

"Hello, Masters speaking."

"Its Danny. I can see your place."

"I'll be at the door in a few minutes."

"K that's how long its going to take me to get there."

I landed at his front door and it opened to show a smiling Vlad Masters. I smiled lazily back. When he waved me in a staggered and almost fell into him. Man I was tired. I felt like I was more dead than usual.

"Daniel," he grabbed onto my shoulder "are you all right?" I looked up at him with my eyes half closed.

"So… tired…" I responded already half asleep.

"I hate to say I told you so Daniel, but I told you that you should have taken a train." He was now holding me up as I leaned on him.

"But… faster…" I had now dropped both of my bags on the floor. Thankfully my back pack was still on, 'cause I did not want to see what would happen if falling laptop met hardwood flooring.

"Ah, but look at you now Daniel, practically falling into my arms. And I am pretty sure, if I do not find you a bed soon, you will collapse."

But as he said that my legs gave way. If it wasn't for Vlad holding me up, I would have been hanging on to him. But I was far too tired to be embarrassed, especially when he picked me up bridal style and carried me to my room. Before he picked me up I could vaguely feel my backpack being taken off and his voice slowly fading in and out. I think he mentioned several things on the way to my room. Something about meal times, restricted areas, what was where, where he'd be and a bunch of other stuff. All I really know is that it slowly lulled me to sleep. I laid my head on his shoulder and just let myself fall asleep. But there was this smell, probably his cologne, and it smelled like, like, like cheese?! Of course, what did I expect; he was a huge cheese head after all. But the cologne is a bit too much. Although I guess it could be *yawn* worse… after that I fell asleep.

DP DP DP

I woke up in the same room I used from my last stay at Vlad's. Way back from when I came for my parents high school reunion. Then, I wanted nothing more than to leave the house; now, I want nothing more than to stay in this bed. So I did, I rolled over and slept a few more hours. I didn't wake up till sometime in the afternoon. Way after noon. I was hungry, so I made my way down to the kitchen. It had been a while since last I'd been in that part of his mansion, so I got lost a few times, but eventually I made it. I looked in the freezer for any premade frozen food or T.V. dinners. What the heck am I thinking, this is Vlad's place. I realized after that thought that the probability of me finding any already prepared food, leftovers, frozen meals, or the like, to be extremely thin, but not so thin that I didn't find anything. I smiled to myself as I pulled out a large zip lock bag of French-toast. Now all I had to do was find the powdered sugar.

After I ate, made a mess (though I tried hard not to), and cleaned up. I was bored. So I started walking around the unnecessarily huge mansion in search of the media room. I ended up finding the library, a couple of seating rooms, a sun room, extra guest rooms, an extra study, and a hidden passage way that probably lead to Vlad's lab. I would have checked out his lab except for it was locked and needed both a code and hand print to get in. I tried to go intangible, but of course, it was ghost proof. After several more failed attempts to get in I finally gave up seeing as it was probably useless to try, for now any way. So then I was left to wandering down halls again.

I was lost in thought as I neared the end of yet another hall. I should probably ask Vlad for a map next time I see him. It was with that that that I rounded the corner and ran right into to something hard and solid. I gasped as I fell back and groaned when I landed on the floor. An extra noise of something, or someone, falling caught my attention after I cleared my head. I shook off the fall and sat up. But when I looked in front of me, none other than Dash Baxter was laying there. Then he started to sit up with a hand to his head.

"What the?" he questioned more to himself than to me.

"That's what I should be saying." I commented and his eyes shot up and stared at me, almost as if he had seen a ghost: which wasn't entirely wrong, just half.

"Fenton?" he sat up strait and stared at making sure he was seeing what he thought he was. "What are you doing here?"

"I think the better question is 'what are you doing here?'" I said, still slightly dazed by the shock.

"Uh, it's my uncle's house."

"Uncle?!" Yet another shock as I tried to rap my mind around what he was saying.

"Yeah, uncle. You know, like what you call that person who's a brother to your mom. Now what the hell are you doing here?"

"Well actually" I scratched my cheek and cast my gaze to the floor, avoiding eye contact. "I'm visiting my god father…" I looked up to see his reaction as what I said was just setting in.

"Wait" he said holding up a hand as if he still needed a moment to think about it. "My uncle, is your godfather…?"

"Yep" I said as I thought or my nemesis is your uncle. But I decided to keep that thought to myself.

So there's chapter 1 C:

This story is for my good friend E, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY E!" C: #

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